"Qin Yang, I've heard of your name, you really can be called the sinful, as a human race, do you feel ashamed in your heart?"
Xiao Yun walked towards Qin Yang step by step, his murderous look getting heavier and heavier.
Qin Yang didn't comment, motionless.
"I'm just one of hundreds of millions of beings. I am me. Don't use the human name to crush me."
Xiao Yun questioned: "Have you ever received favor from Human Race?"
Qin Yang said coldly: "I got the favor by myself, and the human race also has scum, dude, countless, occupying all resources, uniquely endowed, and reluctant to make progress. It is a simple matter that the weak eat the strong."
Xiao Yun's sword was already out of its sheath.
He has three swords, a knife and a sword, which are Dragon Slashing, Light and Shadow Sword, Dark Sword, and the sword is a phantom sword.
He can switch weapons at will. For each of them, he reaches the realm. The so-called swordsmen and swordsmen are nothing more than the unity of human and sword, the unity of the heart and the sword, the unity of the meaning and the sword, the intent of the sword through the spirit, and the imperial weapon. God.
Each of his accomplishments is quite profound, close to the gods.
The dark sword came out of its sheath, with only one hilt, and the sword body was invisible, so it was very tightly hidden.
Afterwards, this sword swayed in the air and completely disappeared without a trace.
Qin Yang closed his eyes and concentrated his mind, condensing all his spiritual power, and uniting his mind and heart!
Everyone, witnessing this weird battle, fell silent.
Jian Lan, Tiexi, Zi Ning, Xing Zhan of Xing Mozu, Wuxin of Xin Mozu, Tianhong of Yao Mozu, and Tie Zheng of Xing Mozu, these enchanting characters all feel solemn for Xiao Yun's weird means.
Invisible sword, in the world, is there something more terrifying than this
The enemy is right in front of you, but you don't know when you will die or why.
They are extremely focused, but it is difficult to detect a trace of sword aura or a trace of murderous aura.
It seemed that Xiao Yun's dark sword had completely evaporated and there was no trace to be found.
The next moment, Qin Yang opened his eyes, his arms shook under the full view of everyone, and he stretched out two fingers to clamp a transparent object!
Between his fingers, a burst of heat gushes out, making the objects in front of him red, and there is nowhere to hide.
Qin Yang slammed the exposed dark sword to the ground, inserting the dark sword into the crack of the ground, slanted and motionless.
The tactics of Xiao Yun's Dark Sword were destroyed by Qin Yang's move.
Qin Yang was calm and calm, his face like ice.
He glanced at Xiao Yun and said indifferently: "The Dark Sword is hard to guard against, and we have to see who it is aimed at. My heart and mind are united, and your methods can't hurt me."
Without changing his face, Xiao Yun retracted the dark sword into its sheath, and said calmly, "Next move."
"Whoo!"
On his shoulder, the magic knife was born!
The knives are like phantoms, and there are many overlapping shadows. These knives, after being removed from the sheath, are divided into dozens of sharp knives. Each sharp knife is exactly the same. These are not phantoms, maybe they are, maybe they are not.
They are indistinguishable from reality, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes encircled, and sometimes separated, like a knife formation, dazzling everyone and making them indistinguishable.
However, the blades of blades really exist in all parties. These blades of blades are dazzling, tearing the rocks to pieces, flying sand and rolling, and the sky is dark.
After Qin Yang's body was surrounded, his shadow was shrouded in mad sand, and he could no longer be seen.
Everyone seemed to hear the sound of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, "cracking", the streamers flying, and they didn't know whether Qin Yang had been recruited.
The sword qi slashed towards Qin Yang, smashing a piece of pure land. When times are troubled, how can there be pure land
After a while, the magic sword was sheathed, and a trace of wounds appeared on Qin Yang's body. The clothes on his chest were torn to pieces, revealing strong muscles, as solid as a rock, and the blood flowed very slowly through those wounds.
Qin Yang grinned, "Come on."
Xiao Yun rushed out and summoned the third sword, the light and shadow sword!
A sharp sword, shining all over, just like light, lighting up the gloomy sky, making this space extremely bright.
Holding the sword in both hands, Xiao Yun rose into the air, standing several feet above Qin Yang, cutting it down vertically!
"laugh-"
Bright sword intent, burn out darkness, light up the night sky, bright sword heart!
This sword swept the wasteland with the momentum of destroying the dryness and decay!
The radiance was so intense that everyone couldn't open their eyes, and quickly blocked their cheeks with their hands, not daring to look directly.
The next moment, the light dissipated, and the light and shadow sword was still held in Xiao Yun's hand, and he did not move like a mountain.
But Qin Yang was covered with scars, his muscles were corroded, and the smoke was filled with black thunder, and blue smoke appeared on his body.
Xiao Yun took advantage of the momentum to pursue, and instantly the human and the sword merged into one, and his body disappeared. There was only a chaotic shadow, shuttled away, the sword is like a shadow, and the person is like a shadow!
His speed was so fast that the space was distorted, causing a space-time rift.
He rolled up the violent wind and raged, a momentary flash, interlaced with Qin Yang back to back, the light flashed away, and the killing intent stopped.
In this scene, everyone was in the dark, except for Mo Kesheng, no one could see exactly what happened.
They widened their eyes and found that a small cylindrical wound on Qin Yang's chest was bright and clear, and flesh and blood flew across and became mutilated.
With such a serious injury, Qin Yang had no expression on his face, but his body was trembling slightly.
"Light and Shadow Sword, the light is in front, the shadow is in the back!"
Xiao Yun retracted the Light and Shadow Sword, carrying his hands on his back, unrestrainedly, flying and flying, returning to Bai Youruo's side, turning around and looking at Qin Yang.
Beside Yang Jie, the heart demon, Wuxin, a woman, young and beautiful, white and flawless.
She stared at Qin Yang blankly, feeling a little stupid and still.
In her mouth, she let out an unconscious exclamation, and said with a trembling voice: "He passively accepted the move and didn't take the initiative to attack. He really looks like a gentleman."
The person in her mouth is naturally Qin Yang.
The corner of Jian Lan's mouth twitched, and he said with a mockery: "A bullshit gentleman, he is an idiot! He has the ability, but he doesn't fight back. I have never seen such a stupid person!"
However, he had to admit that Qin Yang might really be merciful.
Everyone present is also undeniable.
After Xiao Yun withdrew, he took Bai Youruo's hand, his eyes softened a little, thoughtfully.
He knew that he did his best and really didn't win!
The wound on Qin Yang's body gradually healed after a while.
The Qi Condensing Pill given to him by Mo Ke Sheng is an extraordinary product, and it has the effect of healing the wounds quickly, day and night.
Qin Yang's aura quickly returned to its peak state.
He glanced at Yang Jie and his party, then looked at Su Mengyao, Bai Youruo, indifferently said: "Next, who will come?"
"Damn, that's it!"
Tiexi's mouth twitched and cursed.
Yang Jie looked very impatient, turned into a blood shadow, and ran away!
He drew a bleeding knife, licked his tongue, and forced him to ask: "Qin Yang, give you a chance, where is the witch? Hand it over and let you go!"
Qin Yang was expressionless and shrugged: "Today, let's not talk about anything else, it is not only for discussion, but also for discussion!"
Yang Jie frowned: "So, you are living impatiently?"
Qin Yang pulled out the Demon Yang Sword, which had nine holes in its body, which was contaminated with demon energy and smelled full of blood.
"Come on, do you want a hand for you?"
Qin Yang didn't stingy with his own ridicule, he smiled evilly, drew up and raged.
"Crack..."
Yang Jie's five fingers holding the knife increased a bit of strength, and his knuckles made a crackling noise.
"Okay, complete you, I want to taste your blood..."
Yang Jie said as he spoke, his eyes opened violently, and he slashed out, his body moved several feet in an instant, which was a teleportation!
With a slash at Qin Yang's face, Qin Yang quickly stirred the hilt of the sword, spinning it quickly, swapping his left and right hands, his breath disappeared in place strangely, successfully avoiding Yang Jie's blow.
Yang Jie smiled coldly, turned around and ran tens of feet, and then quickly slashed towards the suddenly looming body of Qin Yang.
Qin Yang's arm gripped the sword hard and swept it out, the sword screamed, and the sound of air explosion bounced off, shattering the soil in all directions!
After that, their shadows flashed in every corner, fighting inextricably and inextricably.
All the people did not dare to approach a little bit, for fear of being directly strangled by this murderous field.
The speed at which these two moved, one was faster than the other, and the other was crazy!
Their silhouettes descended on the sky and the earth, swords, mountains and seas of fire, cold winds gushing out, thunder shaking the earth, the fire was fierce, the cold water extinguished, the true meaning of the Dapeng, a shadow covering the sky and the sun, the five-clawed golden dragon, powerful and overbearing!
This is a earth-shattering battle. Their bodies have swept across thousands of feet, stepping the leveled land into an abyss of blood, and they have never heard the slightest word.
This silent and quiet battle, for a long time, is hard to tell.
"Boom!"
Then there was a loud noise, Qin Yang's body was kicked violently by Yang Jie, staggered, and fell to the ground!
Compared with combat experience and martial arts realm, he is still inferior to Yang Jie who has lived for more than a thousand years.
Yang Jie was in the Earth Element Realm, had been immersed for a long time, and slaughtered the Heaven and Human Realm, he was a complete peerless evildoer.
At this moment, there was a smear of blood on the corner of Qin Yang's mouth.
Yang Jie didn't give him a chance to breathe. He stomped thunderously, turned into a bloodline, and shuttled away, making Qin Yang caught off guard. Without paying attention, a scimitar had passed him through his chest and hooked him. His ribs made him unable to move.
"Haha... Qin Yang, have enough fun, now, I have hooked your life and death point, you just need to move half a step, you are dead!"
Yang Jie's eyes were particularly evil and cold, and he wiped his fingers on the tip of the knife, licked the taste of blood, and enjoyed it comfortably, intoxicated.
Qin Yang wanted to use force, holding the sword, but the sword was blown away by Yang Jie!
The sword flew far, far, like a silver thread, and fell on the ground with a "dingdong" sound, like a stone sinking into the sea.
Yang Jie tilted his head and smiled coldly: "Hehe... What other tricks do you have? Demon Thunder Body? I have Holy Blood Body, not weaker than you! Thunder Bead? Sorry, you can't hurt me with that kind of thing. of."
Xiao Yun and Su Mengyao looked extremely solemn.
What an enchanting Qin Yang was, but he was abused by Yang Jie.
This Yang Jie, to continue to grow, must be a big trouble for the human race.
Xiao Yun secretly said that he had never fought against Yang Jie, and he didn't know which one was strong or weak.
However, where Yang Jie's strength was placed, he knew that perhaps only in the same realm could he compete with Yang Jie.
"Sure enough."
Xiao Yun sighed from the bottom of his heart.
"You lose, you lose, hahaha..."
Yang Jie was talking, with a hideous face, as soon as he gritted his teeth, he wanted to shake Qin Yang's body with force!
However, at this moment, Qin Yang's eyes are like lightning, with six spiritual seals on the spot, rising up!
A red thunder, a blue thunder, a purple thunder, a blue thunder, a golden thunder, a black thunder!
His spiritual seal is undoubtedly revealed!
These six colors of thunder quickly merged into one, and they became an image of a giant thunderbolt, which was shot out with a wave of palms!
"Boom—"
The terrifying coercion made it difficult for him to breathe. He was slapped flying with a palm, like a kite with a broken thread, beyond control.
Yang Jie, who was bombarded by a single blow, crawled around and was embarrassed.
He stood up tremblingly, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists violently, and had a gloomy face, releasing his blood!
"Certainly, I forgot that you haven't had the power to make bleeding veins! But, do you think you can get away with it?"
Yang Jie's blood is a huge bloodthirsty beast!
This kind of thing is tainted with the souls of hundreds of millions of creatures, and it looks extremely ugly. From a distance, it makes many people stand up with their hairs and their hairs horrified!
"At the beginning, my own bloodline was the bloodline of the Blood Demon Race! But later, I changed it. I killed a bloodthirsty beast king with the bloodline of the Emperor! I smelt its soul into mine. Bloodline! I found that it is even more domineering! Are you afraid?"
Yang Jie sneered, and then he released six spiritual seals, six blood shadow Shura!
"My spiritual seal is also extremely powerful. With the six-fold spiritual seal, Bloodshadow Shura, I can kill the Heaven and Human Realm at a higher level! How old are you!"
Yang Jie was full of vigor and arrogance.
The corner of Qin Yang's mouth curled: "Bloodline? I have bloodline. I rarely use it in my life. I guess there are few people in the world who have seen it. Since you show off to me, I will let you feast your eyes!"
As a result, Qin Yang clenched his fists, and his consciousness condensed into strength!
Behind him, a shadow floated out.
This is a raging King Kong, this is an ancient power, this is the gods, this is the sky and the earth, destroying the sky and the earth!
It is just a bloodline, it has no name, it looks like a person, it looks like a god!
This person has a face like a crown jade, a purple shirt, and a domineering dragon spirit on his body, majestic for nine days!
When this phantom of blood emerged, everyone was eclipsed and dumbfounded.
Yang Jie stiff body, crooked mouth, unable to move...